Chapter 3

Diez(X) Drake x Basil Hawkins

Part 1

Drake's POV:

"I'm on suspension!?" I asked, surprise and confusion written over my face as I stood in the mythology classroom with Calgara, my football coach and Mr. Rocinante, my mythology teacher.

"We have no choice Drake. Your failing mythology and you know that if you're even failing one class, that you can't participate in after school activities," said Calgara, crossing his arms and leaning the wall.

"With all due respect coach, you can't kick me out of the upcoming game! We will have to forfeit and this is the biggest season for us!"I said, trying my best to keep my tone civil. I respected both my teachers very highly, but this was for the good of the team.

"My hands are tied Drake! There is nothing I can do," he said, looking as pissed off as I was. Sighing, I ran a hand through my reddish brown hair.

"There has to be something! The game isn't for another week," I said looking from him to who sighed and sat back in his seat.

"As you should know, it's towards the end of the 1st semester and we have a semester exam of everything we have covered so far. Now, during this 1st semester, I have noticed that you have been trying to understand everything going on and you do try and turn in homework but it doesn't seem like mythology is your strong point. Also within the last few weeks, you seemed more and more hesitant to turn in work and now you have at least 10 missing assignments. I can only say that at this point, turning in those assignments, studying and then passing the exam will be able to bring your grade up enough to be able to participate in the game."

10 assignments, study an entire semester's worth of information and then pass an exam with over 100 questions on it. At this point, letting the entire team down and facing their wrath sounded much more appealing. I just had to choose mythology! I had a choice between this or band and at least this was something that seemed easier to grasp. That's the last time I take the easy way out. Still, I needed to try. As captain, it was my responsibility to lead my team to victory and I had promised them that we would win state championships this year before half of the team graduated. I had to keep that promise, no matter what.

"I'll do anything. Please," I said, resorting to begging. looked at me for what seems like decades before he finally spoke.

"You'll have to get a tutor. Since it's friday, if you study for the entire weekend and then the rest of the week up until the exam, then you should be able to make it. It would also do some good if you could get some old homework assignments done. Even late, it's still a grade." I let out a sigh of relief before I was stopped by Calgara.

"Don't think you're off the hook! You still have a week until the exam so you don't have as much time as you would like," I straightened up immediately and nodded. "So until the day of the exam, you're banned from coming to practice also. Study and get your grades up or you'll be the one telling the entire team why we won't be making state this year," he warned making me tense as I nodded again.

"Yes sir!" I said, and with that Calgara stormed out, muttering about how he was getting too damn old to have to put up with all of our shit, making me smirk a bit.

"Drake," I turned my attention back to Mr. Rocinante as he spoke. "Since you are, and again I hate to say this, the worst student in this class right now, it only seems fitting to have the best student in the class right now tutor you," he said standing up and walking to the door. "Wait here." And with that, he left.

I stood there, feeling like I had dodged a bullet, but that there was another coming my way and I didn't know if I was going to have enough time to dodge it. Sure, I hated the idea of having to get a tutor, but what choice did I have? It was either that or tell the entire team we had to forfeit because I was being stubborn and let my pride get in the way. Even if I did tell them, Kidd would murder me, bring me back to life and then murder me again.

I was pulled out of my racing thoughts when I heard footsteps outside the door to Mr. Rocinante's room. The footsteps were heavy on the floor, making me think the best student was male. Okay. I could handle a male tutor.

As soon as the pair stepped through the doorway, I regretted my thoughts. I couldn't handle this tutor. It could have been anyone else, but it had to be him.

Basil Hawkins.

I felt my breath catch in my throat as they both walked into the room, stopping in front of me. Lady Luck was either being completely and utterly unfair today, or she was working in my favor; I couldn't tell.

Ever since I had first seen Hawkins, I was more intrigued than I should have been about him. At first, it was just harmless curiosity, but then it started to become less and less innocent. It was almost like a moth being drawn to a flame; the more I tried to resist, the more I wanted it. I'd be lying if I said that the reason I didn't pay attention sometimes was because of him. Still, I couldn't be tutored by him. I needed to focus on my work and I knew if he was around, I wasn't going to be doing much.

"No disrespect to you, or Mr. Hawkins, but is there no one else who can tutor me?" I asked, willing every cell in my body not to be affected by Hawkins basically staring me down. raised an eyebrow before speaking.

"Well he IS the top student for this class and he already agreed to it, so you don't have much of a choice if you want to pass this class. Very few students are willing to tutor others while being eligible to tutor in the first place. It's either be tutored by him or fail this class," he said seriously making me wonder if I should be relieved or frustrated. Silently, I nodded as I finally risked looking over at Hawkins.

I didn't expect much out of his expression, not that he really showed many expressions at all. Still, there was some sort of mystery there, almost like if you went exploring in an old house. You want to see more. You want to see the history behind it and that thrill of doing it was what really makes it amazing.

Hawkins was more intriguing than just his personality. Flowing golden hair that would put the sun to shame, reached down to his hips. His pale complexion was flawless in every way, his skin almost looking like marble. The only thing that stood out against his marble skin was the black tattoos he had. Right where his eyebrows would be, were 3 triangle symbols pointing up on each eyebrow. He also had a black cross tattooed at the base of his throat, which was the front of his neck. The tattoo's gave him a more creepy look, but for some reason, I couldn't get enough of it. And his eyes. God, his eyes. The irises were a bright blood red, almost like rubies set into the deep shadows below his brow. Everything about him screamed exotic and I was loving it.

"Well still, thank you for taking time out to tutor me. I really do appreciate it," I said, finally willing myself to put my hand out to shake his hand. His red eyes flickered down to my hand for a moment before looking back up at me, his expressionless face never changing as he just crossed his arms.

"This is nothing personal. I am helping you on behalf of . Nothing more," he said, his deep voice devoid of emotion as he talked. Confused and feeling slightly put down, I put my arm down and nodded.

"Of course."

"Alright. Well now that you're acquainted, I'll leave you too it. Good luck Drake, and if you need anything, don't hesitate to let me know," he said making me tear my gaze away from Hawkins to shake 's hand.

"Thank you," I said politely before he turned around and left to go do other business, leaving both me and Hawkins alone.

"So, how is this going to work? Do you just want to do it after school in the library?" I asked, trying to get past the fact that this was Hawkins and that I needed to get my work done. He was quiet for a moment before he spoke up, his voice neutral.

"I've already made arrangements with that I teach from my residence. So gather your things, we are starting now." That was all he said before he turned around and walked to the door making me blink a few times before I scrambled for my stuff and followed after him.

"I will make this clear now. I am not your friend. I am not your acquaintance. I am nothing besides your tutor until the date of your exam," he said, his voice showing a bit of emotion as he spoke a bit sternly. It…. It almost felt like my heart hurt a bit as he said that making me frown.

"Is that clear?" he asked, not stopping as he made his way to the student parking lot. At first I nodded before I realized he couldn't see me.

"Yeah. It is," I replied, almost forcing myself to say it. I was kind of disappointed. A small part of me had hoped I could take this chance to get to know him better. Sure, it was only going to be a week, but a lot can happen in a week.

"Good," he said sternly. I followed behind him as we walked through the parking lot before he stopped in front of a beautiful and well taken care of black 1950 buick eight sedan. Was this his car!?

"So you're the one who owns the buick?" I said, realization dawning on me as I looked it over for the hundredth time. He turned around to look at me. His expression never changed, but he seemed to look at me in confusion.

"That's my truck. The silver 2015 heavy duty ram that parks next to you all the time. I didn't know who's car this was, but it just sort of became a habit to park next to it," I said, scratching the back of my head as I nodded my head in the direction of my truck, which was parked next to his car. I first started noticing his car during the start of the year and I always thought the thing was extremely beautiful, especially for it's age. So, I just started parking next to it since it was always nice to look at it, but I had no idea this was his car.

"I see," was all he said before turning back to his car, popping open the trunk and placing his stuff in the back before closing it. "Then I trust that monstrous vehicle can make it to my residence?" he said, not looking back at me as he made his way to the driver's side.

"Yeah. So, do I just follow you?" I asked making my way to my truck. He didn't say anything as he simply got in his car and started it. Letting out a huff, I quickly unlocked my truck as threw my stuff into the passenger seat and climbed in when I saw that he was already backing up and making his way to the parking lot exit.

"This better be worth it." I huffed again, slamming the door shut and turning on the truck. It roared to life and as quickly as I could, pulled out and began to follow him as he made his way to North blue.

It took around half an hour before we finally made it to his house, which was located on the outskirts of North blue. I had to admit, where he lived was beautiful. My mother and I both lived in a small town in North blue, but Hawkin's house was in the middle of nowhere with no one else around.

His house was a 2 story dark brown cottage house surrounded a dark, misty forest. The house itself has a small balcony on the second floor, along with great dark brown wooden pillars in the front. It was starting to get late and I could see a light on in the house through the window of the front door. The driveway was paved, leading to a small garage that had the same theme as the main house. As I parked my truck, I looked around more and noticed that behind the house was a small pond surrounded by rocks and a willow tree standing tall next to it with rock slabs leading a path between the small pond and the house.

His entire property, along with the dense dark forest surrounding it, seemed to give off this almost mystical feel. I couldn't really describe it, but everytime I tried to, all I could think off was that it reminded me of Hawkins.

Finally, I grabbed my backpack and climbed out, shutting my door as I made my way over to Hawkins, who was getting his stuff out of the trunk. He seemed to be carrying a few books. Most looked worn and old and others has weird markings and symbols on the front. Some were thick and looked extremely heavy and he still had to carry a few more.

"Here let me help you," I said as I moved forward to take a few out of his hands to help him until he spoke, not looking up at me.

"I am quite capable of retrieving them myself," he said making me stop to look at him before huffing.

"You're not going to be able to carry all of them. We both know that. Let me help. It's the least I can do since you're helping me," I said seriously making him stop to look up at me, his eyes searching mine before he sighed and moved out of the way. Smiling a bit, I picked up the rest of the books he couldn't carry before shutting his trunk door and following him inside. If I were asked I wouldn't admit nor deny, checking out his ass a few times. It was a good thing that we had made it into his house when we had. As I closed the door behind me, I heard a crackle of thunder and I could hear rain start to fall on the house.

Shifting the weight of the books, I took in the interior of Hawkins house, almost stunned. His house was as elegant on the inside as it was on the outside. The walls were a sort of deep blood red with pictures lining almost every inch of the walls. Some of the pictures looked to be at least a few hundreds of years old with pictures ranging from scenery, people, animals and even creatures. A little bit away from the door was a dark mahogany staircase that lead up to the second floor. The entire entrance area was lit up with the light from the chandelier hanging from the ceiling and the small antique lamps that sat on bookshelves or decorative tables. His house seemed to have this sort of smell too, almost like lavender.

I tried to not gawk too much as I followed Hawkins through the entrance way that was right next to the room that lead to the kitchen. As I turned the corner, I took in the entire room as Hawkins walked over to the island in the middle of the kitchen before my eyes landed on the other person who was also in the kitchen.

"Oh! Hello sweetheart. I thought that was you," the women said as she turned around to look at Hawkins, wiping her hands with a washcloth. I was almost blown away by how beautiful and radiant she looked. She had the same golden hair that Hawkins did, the length of the hair almost being the same and she seemed to be wearing some sort of head jewelry with a sort of red jewel hanging down from her hairline and stopping to hang in the middle of her forehead. She almost had the same features as Hawkins, except she had sky blue eyes and not red ones like Hawkins. This must be his mother.

She seemed to notice me after looking at Hawkins and something seemed to light up in her eyes as she smiled brightly at me. It was almost like she….. knew I was going to be here.

"Hello! Are you one of Hawkins friends or?" She asked, but it seemed like she already knew the answer, but asked anyways to be polite. Hawkins set the books on the counter before answering, his voice still devoid of emotion like always.

"I'm tutoring him for the duration of the week," he said, making his way around his mother to the refrigerator. She nodded before noticing the books I was that holding that I kept shifting around.

"Oh! Hunny you can just set those over there!" she said pointing to the dinner table next to me. Giving a quick smile and nodding, I set the books down as she made her way over to me. She wore a long sleeve black maxi dress, her wrists, and fingers were decorated with jewelry. Along with a simple choker with a short of symbol hanging from it around her neck. She also seemed to be barefoot too with both her fingernails and toenails painted black, toe rings and ankle bracelets decorated her feet also.

"As I'm sure you've already guessed, but I'm Basil's mother, but of course you can just call me Esmeralda," she said sweetly, sticking out her hand for me to shake.

"Diez Drake Ma'am," I said politely, gentling shaking her hand.

"It's not often that Basil brings home his students, but please consider our home, your home," she said gesturing to house. I couldn't help the smile that made it's way onto my face from the absolute delightful vibe she was giving off.

"Thank you Ma'am," I said again making her smile before making her way back to behind the island, talking as she walked.

"Please, you can just call me Esmeralda. Saying Ma'am just makes me sound like very old," she said laughing before turning to Hawkins, who was leaning against one of the counters, eating an apple.

"Also, thank you for picking up those books this morning. Your father and I appreciate it," she said before placing a kiss to his temple. Most people I know would usually move away from their mothers when they did that in front of company, but Hawkins simply let it happen before talking.

"You're welcome mother." I could have sworn I saw a small smile grace his lips before my attention was ripped away from him when his mother started talking.

"So, why is Basil tutoring you hunny?" She asked as she went back to chopping vegetables.

"Oh. Well, I'm not exactly the best at mythology and my grade isn't the best either, so they suspended me from the football team until I get my grades up," I answered truthfully making her nod in understanding.

"Well you're in luck! My Basil is a genius at mythology. I sometimes think he will surpass his father in the knowledge of the subject," she said with a fond smile. "I'm positive that a lot of good will come out of him tutoring you."

Before me or her could say anymore, Hawkins made his way over around the island, throwing the apple core away before talking.

"If you'll excuse us mother, we should get to studying," he said making his mother look up at him and nod.

"Alright sweetheart! Just let me know if you need anything," she said, making Hawkins nod in response before turning on his heel and walking past me and to the staircase, with me following behind him.

"It was nice meeting you Esmeralda," I called before I left the kitchen, making that almost knowing smile appear back on her face.

"Oh, don't worry dear. I'm sure we'll be seeing much more of each other," she said cryptically making me frown a bit. I wanted to ask her what she meant when I heard Hawkins clear his throat, standing on the staircase waiting for me.

Wordlessly, I followed him up the staircase and to the second floor, expecting to see a hallway, but instead of what I had imagined, the staircase led into a very huge room which was basically the entire second floor. The stairs were on the west side of the house, while the entire second floor was basically open space with only a small room that probably lead to the bathroom. The entire room was far from bare, a giant king size canopy bed with white transparent curtains and wood with the bark shaved off, served as the bedposts and sat near the full length panel windows and sliding french doors that lead out to the second story patio that overlooked the entire property outside. He had a dark wooden floor that half covered by a rug with a weird design on it. He also had a ton of bookshelves built into the walls that were lined with books, while some shelves held weird artifacts. Miscellaneous stuff decorated his room here and there, but the most impressive thing was the artwork that was painted on his ceiling. In the middle of the ceiling was beautifully painted mosaic sun with a small chandelier with limbs that looked like branches hung in the middle. The area surrounding the sun was dark blue that mimicked the night sky, with little stars painted here and there. It was so breathtaking and in my opinion, was more beautiful than the sistine chapel painting.

"Did you paint this?" I asked, looking around at the painting in awe and amazement. Hawkins didn't even turn around to look at me as he made his way over to a table with two chairs and set his bag down.

"My mother commissioned the art teacher Mr. Izo to paint it a few years ago," he said making me look at him. I wasn't surprised, Mr. Izo was a very famous painter, but it always baffled anyone why he would even bother teaching art to a bunch of high schoolers.

"It's beautiful. I like how he even put all of the zodiac constellations in there also," I said, recognising the constellations right away. Hawkin's seemed to stop and look at me in what would have been a sort of amazement for him.

"How did you know that?" He asked, walking over to me as I tried to struggle down the blush from having his entire attention focused on me and my slight embarrassment.

"Oh. Well, I've always been interested in astrophysics and while I was studying it, I also learned all the different constellations too," I said before pointing them out. "That's Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces."

"No one ever names them all by heart," he said, mostly to himself making me blush slightly before I decided to ask him something.

"What is yours?" I asked making him look back at me. His usual emotionless expression was on his face, but his eyes seemed to be analyzing me, wondering if he should tell me or not.

"Mine's Libra," I said, hoping to show him that it was only pure curiosity that I wanted to know. The look in his eyes changed a bit and he stood there for a few silent seconds before answering.

"Virgo," he simply making a smile appear on my face. Something changed in his eyes when he saw me smile, but it was gone as soon as it appeared before he turned around with his back to me.

"Let's get started," he said making me frown a bit in confusion, but I brushed it off as I followed him over to the table where his stuff was.

"Mr. Rocinante mentioned that you had missing assignments that you need to finish and turn in. Please get them out so I can look over them," he said as he got out some stuff from his bag and set it on the table before sitting down. I nodded before sitting down in the chair next to him, rummaging around in my bag for my binder. Finally pulling it out, I set in on the table and flipped through some pages before I finally found all 10 of them. I handed them to Hawkins as he looked them over, with me sitting in silence.

"I must have underestimated when he said you were struggling," he said making me raise an eyebrow. "You don't seem to have any concept of mythology or folklore at all."

"Does it really matter?" I asked, leaning back in my seat as his eyes flicked over to me.

"If you wish to pass and have a greater understanding of mythology, then yes, it does," he said making me sigh.

"Look, I'm only doing this to pass the class. I don't care about mythology or learning it," I said shrugging, making him glare at me hard. He set the papers down before standing up and making his way to one of his bookshelves.

"I suggest you lose that method of thinking. If you set yourself not to learn anything, then you will end up failing the exam and the class. Unless you wish to tell your entire team why they were not able to win championships," he said, looking over at me as I looked back at him stunned.

"I won't fail. I won't do that to my team," I said determined, giving him the same stern look that he was giving me before he spoke again.

"Then take my advice and change your way of thinking. Whether you choose to or not is none of my concern, but do not waste my time," he said as he grabbed two books from the bookshelves and brought them over.

"What will it be?" he asked, looking down at me, his red eyes boring a hole into me, almost like a laser, before I finally answered. I had to pass this class and it meant doing anything to make sure I passed and that we made state.

"I'll learn," I said making him nod in understanding as he opened one of the books. He flipped through the pages for a minute or so before finally stopping and turning the book towards me.

"Read pages 140 through 150. It will help you on the answers to this workset," he said as he handed me the work packet that was at least 5 pages. A look of dread crossed my face as I flipped through the pages as he sat down.

"You have got to be kidding me right?" I asked, really hoping it was a joke. I looked up at Hawkins, who I could have sworn, had a small smirk on his face.

"Is it too much?" he asked, almost amused by this which made me glare at him.

"Of course not! I'm not backing out of this," I said determined, before picking up the book and started on the page he said. My face slowly turning to dread as I read it. I was still determined to do this, but it didn't mean I had to like it. Looking over the packet again, I noticed there were at least 50 questions and I still had this and 10 more assignments to do before we would start to study.

This was going to be a long weekend.

It had been five hours of working on my assignments before we were finally able to knock out 4 out of 10 of my assignments. We were about to start on another one when suddenly, my phone rang from my pocket.

"Sorry. I need to get that," I said as I fished my phone out of my pocket and answered it, seeing that the caller ID said it was my mom.

"Hey," I said as I answered and leaned back in my seat, stretching as much as I could.

"Drake? There you are! It's been an hour after practice and I was wondering where you were," she said making me silently curse. I forgot to tell her I was being tutored. Guilt flared up in my chest as I heard her worried tone before I spoke again. She was always worried about me, but I couldn't blame her. Not after what happened with dad.

"Don't worry I'm perfectly fine. I forgot to call and tell you that I got a tutor and that I was going to be late coming home. I'm sorry mom," I said my voice soft and I didn't miss the way Hawkins eyes looked up at me when I spoke softly. "I hope I didn't worry you too much."

"Oh. It's fine hunny. Don't worry about it. I just wanted to call and see where you were and to tell you I just got home and I'm making dinner," she said back making me smile as I looked at the time. It was around 8 and it was when she mostly got home from work and made dinner. It was also the only time I could see her after school because of her work schedule.

"Alright. Well, I'll be heading home soon anyways, so I'll see you when I get there. I love you," I said making Hawkins look up at me.

"Alright hunny! Be careful coming home please! I love you sweetheart," she said before she hung up, with me following.

"I would presume you are going home for the night?" he asked, making me nod as I grabbed all of my stuff.

"Yeah. Besides, it's getting late and my mom just got home," I said as I stuffed all of my things in my backpack before zipping it up and slinging it across my shoulder.

"Are you free tomorrow?" I asked as he also stood up, following me as I made my way out.

"I am," he said making me smile. I was honestly starting to become more hopeful about getting my grade up. Hawkins was an excellent teacher. He was patient and would explain things until you understood it, which helped me in more ways than I thought. Besides, it was a bonus to be able to sneak peeks at him when he would read. The way his eyes would quickly scan over the words and how he looks extremely relaxed at the same time. Plus, it was worth the risk of getting caught when I would see him tuck his hair behind his hair.

"Alright. Then, I'll be over tomorrow," I said as I opened the door before turning around to face Hawkins. "Oh. By the way, here," I said, rummaging through my pockets before I pulled out a crumbled piece of paper and handed it to him.

"Text me and let me know what time is good for you," I said as he took the paper and unfolded it. He looked back up at me and again, I saw that same look in his eyes that I did earlier and a few times while we were working.

"I will… Have a good night, Drake," he said as I made my way out to the porch. I turned around to smile at him before calling back as I walked to my truck.

"You too Hawkins," I said before unlocking my truck and getting in. After starting it, I quickly backed out of the driveway before putting it back in drive. Quickly, and for some reason, I took a quick look at the house and noticed that Hawkins was still lingering by the door. I didn't think much of it at the time before I started to make my way to my house. As I drove, my thoughts started to wander, and the object of my thoughts was always the same.

Basil Hawkins.

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